From The Chronicles: The Rue Morgue Murders کے بول

When the day has gone to sleep two and two they walk the streets Shadows lurk as widows weep claiming there´s a wolf among the sheep Walk the street of rue morgue it leads you straight to the morgue Murder, murder, murder, murder, murderer in the rue morgue Last night´s loss goes in repeat empty streets and blood stained sheets The girls are either scared or scarred a nail in the coffin for the whore-house of cards Walk the street of rue morgue it leads you straight to the morgue... Murder, murder, murder, murder, murderer in the rue morgue